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Subject: Campus Cum Dump Comments, questions, gripes? Email ail. Follow me on Twitter @BryceManningFic to see when I post new stories. Author’s Note: PrEP only prevents one STD, and obviously there are plenty of others out there. Enjoy the fantasy (I certainly did), but I’d definitely suggest being more careful in real life. ————————————————– Campus Cum Dump By Bryce Manning I’d just broken up with my boyfriend after a sexless three months of summer, and now I was finally a free man. Pent-up and constantly desperate to get off as the relationship deteriorated, I was hungry to do something absolutely wild. Watching one of my favorite amateur videos, my rock hard dick in my hand, I knew the lines that were coming before the men even had the chance to speak them. “Want me to cum inside you?” the buff jock top asked, his huge dick pummeling a bubble butt clad in a white jockstrap. “Yeah!” the blindfolded twink bottom answered. “Fill me up! Fucking shoot it inside me!” The top pounded the twink’s ass harder, starting to groan loudly, his bicep bulging as he gripped the bottom’s jock with one of his hands. “Fill me up!” the bottom begged again, his ass cheeks bouncing against the jock’s skin. “Oh yeah! Oh fuck! Give me that load!” The top froze and roared, his dick buried to the hilt as the twink moaned wildly. The jock pulled his cock out, bending down to hike his shorts up as the bottom kneeled his head into the couch cushion, not moving or breathing another word while the top fumbled for his shoes and walked out the front door. A few seconds after the door was shut, a stream of fresh cum loudly sprayed out of the bottom’s ass. I busted my fifth load of the night right there, hearing the distinctive sound of cum squelching out of a well-fucked hole. The video went to black, starting a moment later just as a new top walked into the exact same shot, dropping his shorts at the door and thumping his hard dick against the bottom’s ass. I rarely made it the whole way through, but in the span of twenty minutes the blindfolded twink took ten loads from ten different guys. They weren’t all as physically captivating as the buff jock, but I didn’t care. I wanted to be that bottom. At least once in my life, I wanted to be the guy getting bred by ten random strangers in a night. I’d spent three years, basically my whole college experience, locked up in monogamous relationships, but my sexual appetite had always destroyed them. I wanted sex all the time, and that was fine when I first started dating a guy. We’d fuck constantly, my ass getting relentlessly pounded and seeded multiple times in sessions that lasted for hours, my need for dick actually feeling fulfilled. As time marched on, though, every boyfriend I’d ever had seemed to lose interest in keeping up with me. I’d start flirting with random guys on Grindr, the serious urge to cheat welling up, and that’s when I’d finally admit I couldn’t settle for being so sexually unsatisfied. Limiting myself to one guy didn’t seem like enough anymore. No, I needed two, three, maybe even a whole room full of men to spend hours fucking my ass, trading it back and forth and dumping their loads inside me. I was completely obsessed with the idea of letting go and just embracing being a slut. Not asking for names, not having long conversations, not trying to catch feelings, just enjoying the hedonistic pleasure of spreading my legs for dick after dick and taking as much cum as I could get. That’s what I’d really always wanted. The risks involved in allowing myself to be that uninhibited had always stopped me from hooking up with total strangers, but a week into my senior year, I saw an ad for PrEP on a campus bus that instantly made my fantasy seem realistic. “Free at the campus health center,” the banner promised. “No insurance required.” I typed the URL into my phone and made an appointment right there on the bus, painfully hard replaying my favorite video in my mind, imagining myself as the lucky bottom who fucked random guy after random guy without a care in the world. A week later, I was taking two of the blue pills every day, eager for the medication to finally be effective. I jerked off constantly to my cum dump playlist, more obsessed than ever with videos of guys pushing out five, ten, even fifteen loads at a time from their overflowing asses. I rubbed my hole dreaming of achieving that level of sluttiness, imagining what it would be like to let so many horny strangers use my body to get off. I had the perfect place to host, too. When I applied for a studio apartment at the edge of campus with no credit and barely $1,000 to my name, I figured the leasing company would instantly throw my application into the trash. But they didn’t. They approved me. The place was cheap and dated, the carpet worn, the appliances looking like they were from the 1990s, but it was close to everything. I could host guys whenever I wanted just a short walk away from the heart of campus, and that was gold. For the first time in my life, I wouldn’t have to deal with roommates getting in the way. I could actually have the unbridled sex life I’d spent the last few months craving. But was I attractive enough to pull it off? I’d always felt pretty average-looking. At 5’9″ and 160 pounds, I didn’t have bulging muscles or six pack abs, and I wasn’t twink skinny either. Some of the cum dumps I saw in videos were really hot, really fit, or both. Were a bunch of tops even going to want to fuck me? There was only one way to find out. The day before I was free and clear, I started feeling nervous about actually pulling the trigger. I’d been fantasizing for months, but was this what I really wanted? I watched my favorite video again from start to finish, jerking off as the blindfolded twink took load after load for twenty minutes. At the end, he moved closer to the camera and pointed his ass up. His hole spread open, a never-ending stream of syrupy white cum pouring out of his butt. I shot my load, knowing I’d think more clearly if I wasn’t ridiculously horny. I wanted it. I wanted to recreate that video. Even if I only tried it once, I wanted to know what being a cum dump felt like. The post-orgasm clarity only revealed one thing: I wasn’t ready to do something like wear a blindfold during a no loads refused situation. I wanted to actually see the random guys who walked into my apartment, and I at least wanted them to be other students like me. I was fine not asking for pictures beforehand, thinking of all the blank Grindr profiles with descriptions like “Discrete frat” that absolutely refused to send face, but I wanted to get fucked by guys who I might have actually seen in class. On the eighth day of taking PreP, I spent the morning douching and shaving my ass completely smooth. Staring at my butt in the mirror, imagining myself pushing out a few loads of cum in this exact same position a few hours later, I felt ready. I completely renovated my Grindr profile, replacing my smiling face with a torso pic. My body definitely wasn’t impressive, but I hoped it would be good enough. I changed my headline to the emoji equivalent of “Looking for cum,” editing my profile description to read, “Hosting other college guys to breed me right now.” I’d watched enough videos to understand the basics of how this worked. You invited a guy over, unlocked your door, and waited ass up for him to appear. My anxiety skyrocketed again knowing that at any second a total stranger could hit me up to take advantage of my offer. I closed the app and went to class, leaving my phone in my pocket for the whole lecture. Trekking back to my apartment, I couldn’t stop checking out the hot guys I walked past. My dick stiffened dreaming that one of them might have messaged me, and lust consumed me the second I stepped through my front door. I wanted a guy here fucking me right now. I ripped my phone out of my pocket and opened Grindr, finding that I had a message from a faceless profile. The guy claimed to be 21, 6’0″ and 160 pounds. “Where are you?” he’d written. “Free now?” Was I really going to let some random guy fuck me raw and cum in my ass? My heart started pounding, the adrenaline that was surging through my body making my hands shake. I’d fantasized for so long, and now I actually had my chance, another student ready and willing to fuck me. I swallowed hard and sent my address. Maybe I was making a huge mistake, but I had to try this. I had to understand why all those cum sluts were obsessed with meeting random men. “Be there in 10,” the stranger wrote back. I stripped my clothes off, donning a backward baseball hat to make myself look more masculine, trying to calm down while I waited for the Grindr guy to appear. Even if I only did this once, I had to know what hooking up with a total stranger felt like. I wondered what the guy looked like, stroking myself imagining a really built frat guy or an athlete with an eight inch dick, but I’d watched enough videos to know I probably wasn’t going to get that lucky. Maybe eventually I would, but probably not this time. The app chimed and I opened my messages. “Walking up now.” I jumped up, positioning myself at the edge of my bed, arms planted on the mattress with my feet hanging off. I heard the doorknob turn, my heart thundering in my chest again. I peered over my shoulder, wanting to at least make sure the random man lived up to his Grindr stats. A lanky guy with short black hair and glasses stepped inside, pausing for a second as he looked at me naked on the bed. He walked over, his hand reaching into a pair of gym shorts and releasing an average-looking dick. “Anyone else fucked you?” he asked gruffly, starting to pump his cock. “Not yet,” I whispered back, struggling to hide how insanely nervous I was. He dropped to his knees, his hands spreading my ass apart as his tongue lapped across my hole. I’d never seen his face until he passed through my door, but it didn’t matter. The sensations were incredible after months of barely being touched at all, my dick instantly filling out. He was a total stranger, but I didn’t even care right now. He was making me feel good. The guy ate my ass for a couple of minutes, loudly spitting into my crack and pressing a finger inside. I moaned softly, trying to relax as he pulled his finger in and out. “You have lube?” I fumbled for the bottle, passing it back to him and catching another glimpse of the nerdy-looking guy’s face before turning back toward the wall. I never would have dated him, but that wasn’t the point right now. The bottle cap clicked open, his finger withdrawing from my butt. He slapped his dick against my ass cheek, lining his length up with my hole and slowly sinking it inside. “Oh yeah,” I whispered as my ass spread open, moaning softly as he buried his modest shaft. After months of being empty, his cock already felt amazing. The stranger started slowly pistoning in and out of my butt. “Yeah, dude,” he grunted, his hands grabbing my hips as he started fucking harder. “Fuck yeah, dude. You’re so tight. Open that hole up for me.” Hearing him sound turned on, feeling the proof barreling in and out of me, I felt euphoric. I didn’t know his name or anything else about him, we’d gaziantep travesti barely exchanged words, but his hard raw dick was buried in my butt. We were giving each other pleasure, and that was all that mattered. “You have any more dicks lined up today?” the stranger asked as he bucked into me. “Hopefully,” I answered. “Fuck yeah, dude.” He started pounding my ass more viciously, his skin loudly slapping into mine. The stranger fucked me for a few more minutes, the power of his strokes building, the pleasure growing as he rammed my ass harder. “Yeah, dude,” he said more urgently, starting to moan loudly as he slammed my hole. I realized he must be close to shooting. “Cum in me!” I begged, desperate to finally have another man’s seed inside me. The stranger’s breathing quickened and he grunted thunderously, still pumping in and out of my ass. His fingers dug into my skin as his dick fired the first random load of cum I’d ever taken deep inside my guts. After a few breathless seconds, he pulled his cock out of me. “That was hot,” he said. “Yeah,” I agreed, looking back to see the guy drawing his shorts up. His eyes briefly caught mine as he turned away and walked toward the front door without saying another word. I heard the door shut as I stared down between my legs, my dick still rock hard and leaking like a faucet. Thinking about the cum resting inside my hole, how incredible it felt to finally get fucked again, my doubts fell away and the craving for more immediately took over. I was single now, and I didn’t have to settle for satisfying one guy when I needed more to satisfy myself. I had a whole campus of horny men right outside my door, and I definitely wanted to “meet” more of them. I grabbed my phone and opened Grindr, finding another new message from a really cute twink. He was 19, 5’10” and 150 pounds. His face was boyish and innocent-looking, his hair a mess of brown curls. “Looking?” he asked. “Yeah,” I answered, already assuming he probably wasn’t very innocent. “Face?” I sent him the picture I’d replaced on my profile earlier. I didn’t care about other people knowing who I was. “Nice,” the twink wrote. “You’re really looking to get bred right now?” Endlessly talking to guys on Grindr was exactly what I didn’t want to be doing, my ass desperate to be filled again. I sent him my address. “You coming over? Door is unlocked.” After a few minutes, the twink finally replied. “OMW.” All my anxiety was gone, replaced with excitement now that another guy was on his way to fuck me. I jerked off feverishly for five minutes, fixated on the fact that I had a stranger’s load resting inside me, and then I heard my door opening again. The second random horny guy of the day had arrived. I looked back, seeing that his face matched the picture. The twink kicked his shoes off and undressed in the entryway, exposing a lean, tanned body. He pulled off his socks, throwing them on top of the pile of his clothes, and slowly approached my position on the bed. “Hey,” he said shyly, at least seven hard inches sticking out beneath completely shaved pubes. He was definitely bigger than the first guy. “Hey,” I whispered back. The twink started pumping his dick with one hand, the other squeezing my ass cheek. “Do I just…stick it in?” I realized he’d probably never done anything like this before. He was horny as hell today and experimenting just like I was. “Do whatever you want.” The guy tenderly traced his finger over my hole, feeling the wetness of the first man’s cum. “Some other guys already breed you?” “One,” I answered, saying it like I was proud. He stroked his length more eagerly. “That’s fucking hot.” I heard him spit on his dick, the twink stepping closer and gliding his seven inches between my crack. “You want this dick?” “Fuck yeah,” I hissed, my ass so hungry to be stretched open again. The twink pushed his cock into my hole, easily sliding all the way inside now that I’d been loosened up and lubed. “Oh fuck,” he groaned. “This is so fucking hot.” He pulled out after a few strokes, bending down and pushing his face between my cheeks, his tongue sliding across my hole like he was trying to taste the first man’s load. “Mmm.” His tongue felt so good. All of this felt so good. I wanted his cum buried inside me too. He raised back up, driving his length into my ass again, grabbing my butt and starting to thrust in and out. “Fuck yeah, take this dick.” I responded with a constant stream of moans, feeling the twink’s seven inches penetrating me deeper than the first cock had. I was leaking tons of precum again, a thick string stretching from my head down to the sheet, my ass in total ecstasy being pummeled with a bigger cock. Being a cum dump was already so fucking hot. “You like that?” the twink asked, grunting as he began to piston harder. “Yeah,” I whimpered, the pleasure intensifying as he pounded my butt more forcefully. “Fuck yeah I do.” “That asshole feels so good,” he murmured after roughly fucking my hole for several minutes. “You ready for this load?” “Give it to me!” I begged, more turned on than ever knowing that I was about to take a second stranger’s cum. “Fucking shoot that cum inside me!” “Fuck yeah!” the twink yelled, freezing with his seven inches shoved all the way up my butt, his smooth skin pressed against mine. I couldn’t feel it, but I knew he was spraying his jizz inside me. “Take that fucking load! Fuck! Fuck yeah!” He panted for a few seconds before pulling his body away, his dick slipping out of my hole. “Thanks,” he whispered, quickly darting toward the door. I looked back to see the twink urgently pulling his clothes back on. He seemed a little regretful about what we’d just shared, but I wasn’t. I had two loads of sperm from random guys swimming in my ass, and I definitely wasn’t ready to stop now. My butt was begging to be used again, to feel another dick pushing inside it. The twink departed without saying anything else, and I found my phone, opening Grindr feeling eager, determined to find another stranger to walk past my threshold and mount me. I had a new message from another faceless profile. The guy was 23, 5’8 and 180 pounds. Good enough for me. “When and where?” he’d asked. “Now,” I answered, telling him where to go. I reached a hand back to my ass, rubbing a finger over my wet hole. The twink had presumably fucked some of the first stranger’s load out, their cum now totally indistinguishable. My dick throbbed as I touched my cummy slit. Why had I denied myself this existence for so many years? I felt like I finally understood who I was always supposed to be, just a random ass for other horny men to use. The app notification sounded and I checked my messages again. “Out in 15,” the guy said. “That cool?” I grinned knowing that I had another cock lined up, feeling strangely turned on being uncertain of what to expect. “Tell me when you’re on the way,” I wrote. Was he going to look like the first guy or the twink? Was he going to have a big dick or a small one? I knew it didn’t even matter. I could find a fourth guy, a fifth guy, a sixth guy. I could spend the whole night ass up on my bed inviting others strangers over to fuck me, collecting all their loads while I waited for the one who would rock my world. I started jacking off again imagining having six loads inside my ass. The best a boyfriend had ever managed was five in a night, but he was probably shooting blanks by the end. What did six full loads of cum actually look like? I opened my cum dump playlist while I waited for my third dick to show up, watching other bottoms push their immense hauls out. Ten? Fifteen? I wanted to do better than that. I wanted to set a record. I’d only taken two loads from random men, and I already felt like a fucking junkie. All those videos I’d spent months obsessing over, feeling jealous of the lucky bottoms who took whatever cum they could get, finally made sense. They were as addicted to the thrill of it as much as I already was, even after just two loads. I pulled up my favorite video on my phone, seeing the familiar scene of the blindfolded twink who’d taken loads from ten random men in a night. That guy had been my idol for three months, and now I was following in his footsteps, literally ass up on my bed inviting total strangers into my apartment. I skipped ahead to the last part of the clip, watching the twink turn his ass toward the camera, his hole gaping open and expelling his bounty. The collection of gooey, churned-up jizz endlessly spurted out, running down his balls. I wanted to bust right there, but I stopped myself. I wasn’t ready yet. I had more dick to take, and I wanted to be horny as fuck when I messaged the next guy on Grindr moments after I’d collected my third load. “Walking now,” the faceless guy interrupted. I gripped my shaft hard imagining another stranger thrusting his dick into me. “How far?” I asked, feeling impatient. My hole was so hungry to be penetrated again. “5 mins.” I checked my messages on the app to fill the time, a couple new opportunities appearing. One was a 50-year-old guy who was 500 feet away, a professor maybe, the kind of man I wasn’t willing to entertain yet. I discarded him easily, but maybe someday. The second guy was hot as fuck. He was 22, black, 6’3″ and 210 pounds, his first photo showing off dreadlocks that extended to his neck. His other pictures displayed an obnoxiously ripped body, big tattoos inked all over him, his huge pecs and abs sticking out like they were carved from marble. I couldn’t believe a guy that stunning would be trying to fuck me, deciding that someone else was trying to catfish me with stolen pictures. After not bothering to reply for a few minutes, the black guy sent a picture of an enormous veiny black dick. “Want it?” he asked. I was immediately reconsidering, dreaming that the hot black guy might actually be real. And then I heard my door swing open, throwing my phone down on the bed as the third random guy of the day walked into my apartment. He was short and stout as promised, shaggy-haired with a thin beard on his face, not bothering to strip anything off as he approached my naked form on the bed. I nestled my head into the mattress, poking my butt up into the air. The guy didn’t say anything, reaching for the lube and squirting some into his hand. He pushed his fingers into my cum-filled ass and silently explored my hole, his free hand stroking his dick through his shorts. “Fuck me,” I pleaded, ready to feel another dick spreading my ass open now that I was fantasizing about the black guy’s massive cock. The stranger pulled his fingers back and I heard the clinking of a belt as he dropped his shorts, the head of his dick pressing into my crack. The guy gasped as his shaft slid into me, grunting when he’d bottomed out. His cock was smaller than the other two I’d taken, but it would get the job done. He started to slowly fuck my hole, his strokes so docile it was almost agonizing. “Fuck that ass,” I begged, desperate for the stranger to ramp it up. His hands grabbed my shoulders and he finally started thrusting harder, his breathing growing heavy. He released me, his hands moving down to the bed, the guy bending gaziantep masaj salonları down over my back. His shaggy hair hit my skin and he moaned into me as his cock sawed into my butt. “Yeah,” I encouraged, actually starting to moan. “Fuck me. Fuck that ass. Use that hole.” The stranger drew himself back up, his hands gripping my sides. He pounded my ass vigorously at first, but he quickly reverted to the slow, plodding strokes, like he was already on the verge of cumming. His breathing escalated and he let out a gentle sigh, his body drawing still. I wasn’t even sure he’d cum until he yanked his cock out of my hole, his belt clinking again. It wasn’t much of a fuck, but cum was cum. At least I had load number three. I heard the front door open, the stranger departing my apartment without ever speaking a single word. After that underwhelming performance, my mind instantly returned to the tall black guy as I picked up my phone. If he was real, I definitely wanted him. I sent my address, but his profile had gone offline. Thinking of the buff jock who had bred the blindfolded twink in my favorite video, I knew really hot guys actually did show up to breed a cum dump sometimes. Assuming I was being catfished every time a guy looked too good to be true was a great way to cost myself dick. Worst case, if the face didn’t match the profile, I could just politely ask a guy who’d lied to leave. I was rock hard staring at the picture of the veiny black dick, imagining how much it could stretch me out, but I wasn’t going to sit around waiting for him to reappear. I only had three loads buried in my ass, and I needed another cock fucking me right now. I moved on to yet another blank profile that had messaged me, this one totally devoid of any information except the word “Discrete” in the description. “Hey man,” the guy had written. “Pic?” I asked. “Nope,” he replied quickly. “Stats?” A few minutes passed. I already knew the worst part of being a cum dump was definitely being horny as fuck and having to wait around. “21, 6’1, 200,” he finally answered. “You been taking loads already?” “Have three right now,” I wrote back, my dick stiffening again at the thought. “Nice. Want mine?” He was either overweight or muscular, that word “discrete” holding promise, but I was willing to roll the dice. I told him where to go, jerking off furiously wondering who would walk through the door. Whoever the random guy was, I’d take his load. “Give me ten,” he wrote. The appointed time passed, and then five more minutes, and then five more minutes. I assumed the guy had flaked and had already moved on to another cute twink when I finally heard my door knob turning. Looking back, the hottest guy of the day walked into my apartment. He was 6’1″ indeed, broad, big biceps bulging out of a white t-shirt that seemed intentionally too tight. I noticed Greek letters on his shirt, immediately assuming that the discrete guy was a frat boy. He definitely looked the part. “Sweet,” he said when he noticed me there naked, flashing a big white grin. He kicked off a pair of flip flops at the door and walked over to the bed. He was the kind of guy I’d fantasized about scoring, and I couldn’t believe he was standing next me. Seeing the frat boy up close, I appreciated how handsome he actually was. His face was chiseled and intensely masculine, clean-shaven, his eyes blue, a shock of short dirty blond hair swept across his head. “Hey, man,” he greeted, cupping one of my smooth ass cheeks with his hand. “Hey,” I whispered back. I couldn’t fucking wait to take this guy’s load. “Nice ass.” The frat boy shed his shirt, revealing a tanned and muscular torso. He slipped his khaki shorts off next, a thick seven inch dick bounding out with no underwear in sight. He was the kind of guy who probably never would have talked to me on Grindr if I hadn’t embraced being a slut, but apparently he couldn’t resist an easy opportunity to unload. “Get up,” he directed. He was the first guy of the day to ask me to change positions. Did he want me to suck his dick first? I rolled off the bed and got down on my knees in front of him, but he stepped past me and took my place on the bed, lying on his back. Looking to the frat boy, he waved me up, his hard cock in hand. “Get on top of me.” This guy was probably used to being in control, accustomed to getting everything he wanted. He was going to use me on his terms, and that turned me on even more. I climbed back up on the bed, starting to straddle his thighs facing away from him. His hand lightly smacked my ass. “No, turn around,” the frat boy ordered. I was shocked he wanted to make fucking me that intimate, but I wasn’t going to say no. I’d be happy to stare at his hot face and body all day long. I re-positioned myself, planting my feet beside his body. I lined my cummy ass up with his cock, our eyes meeting as I started to descend. “Wait,” the frat boy said. “You have three loads inside you?” I suddenly felt nervous, thinking this hot guy was reconsidering fucking a slut. “Yeah,” I whispered. I couldn’t deny it now. He grinned again, like he was about to have the time of his life. “Push them out on my dick first, bro.” I couldn’t believe he was asking, but I closed my eyes and pushed. The three loads of seed I’d taken squelched out all over his rock hard cock. The frat boy’s face lit up as he watched the cum dribble out, his dick now covered in the loads I’d taken earlier. “Fuck, man!” His hand grabbed his shaft, coating it with the jizz. “You weren’t kidding! God damn that’s fucking hot.” His glance shifted back to my face, his eyes staring into mine. “Now sit on it.” I sank down, the frat boy’s big cum lubed head easily penetrating my already used hole. His cock was definitely the thickest of the day, spreading me wider than any of the other random guys had, but my ass handled it easily after three rounds of warming up. I lowered myself until I felt his short pubes resting against my cheeks, his whole dick buried in my guts. “God damn,” he whispered in amazement, looking stunned at how easily my greedy butt had devoured his big cock. “Feel good?” I asked, trying to make my voice seductive. The frat boy ran his hands up and down my legs. “So fucking good, man.” I started lifting myself up and down on his thick seven inches, moaning softly each time his shaft pierced into me. He was moaning too, his hands shifting behind his head, his big arms flexed as I impaled myself. “Yeah, bro,” the frat boy hissed. “Ride that big fucking dick.” I grunted as I bottomed out again. The pleasure heightened every single time I sank my ass down on his length, his cock easily superior to the others I’d taken. I increased my pace, riding him harder, wanting his length to feel better and better inside my butt, my moans growing louder. “You feel so fucking good, man,” he murmured, his face blissful. “Ass is so much fucking better than pussy.” Hearing that, I knew he wasn’t just innocently experimenting right now. He’d fucked other men before, and he knew he liked it. Still, thinking about how easily this frat star could score chicks, how many eager girls he must have speared in his time on campus, that spurred me to dial it up even more. I was breathing heavily now that I was the one doing all the work, sweat starting to pool on my forehead as I smashed my butt into the frat boy’s steel hard dick. “God damn!” the frat boy was yelling out over and over again, his eyes closed, face contorting as I mercilessly drilled myself on his thick shaft. I was in absolute ecstasy, my ass feeling more open and used than it had all day, each stroke of the seven inches growing more intense. We were both moaning way too loudly, my hard dick swinging wildly up and down with each thrust and smacking against the frat boy’s defined abs, now coated with a layer of precum that I’d been copiously dripping this whole time. Slamming into the frat boy again, jamming myself all the way down on his huge cock and feeling his pubes bristle into me, I suddenly froze. His eyes blinked open, and he looked to me uncertainly as I began grunting wildly, uncontrollably, so much louder than I had this entire time, pressing myself even harder into his dick. “Bro, are you going to–” Before he could finish the question, I felt the most intensely pleasurable orgasm I’d ever experienced reverberating up from my hole to my dick, steadily washing over my whole body. My cock swelled and suddenly started spewing strings of hot cum all over the frat boy’s defined abs and sculpted pecs. I groaned and grunted as the eruption continued, the waves of ecstasy finally retreating and leaving me panting. The frat boy’s expression was incredulous, the shock apparent on his face. “You weren’t even touching it!” I chuckled, still coming down from the high, his seven inches still shoved as deep as it could go. “Well, that’s new.” With my cum now starting to stream off his torso onto the sheets beneath, he gripped my hips and began to buck up into me. “Fuck, man!” he growled, seeming more turned on than ever. “You ready to take this load up your cunt?” “Yeah!” I answered, still desperate to have the hot frat boy’s cum inside me. “Fuck yeah! Fill that cunt up with your cum!” He held me tighter, bucking harder and harder until he started grunting, almost yelling. He buried his rigid dick as deep as it could go, his mouth gaping open as his seed erupted into me, a torrent of seemingly endless shots of sperm firing into my guts. When the frat boy’s cries ceased, his orgasm finally subsiding, we were both breathing hard, sweat and cum everywhere, his cock still resting in my ass. “God damn that was fucking hot,” he mumbled. I smiled at him, starting to lift off his dick assuming that he was going to be quickly running for the door. “Wait,” the frat boy said, looking at me intently. His hands grabbed my head, our eyes locking as he pulled me toward his lips. I couldn’t believe he wanted to kiss me, especially after he’d just cum, but we kissed, his tongue immediately diving into my mouth and softly pushing against mine. We gently made out for a couple of minutes, the frat boy seeming to relish in his chance to kiss another guy. His soft dick finally slipped out of my ass, and when he pulled away, he grinned. “Get on your back,” he ordered. I wondered if we was planning to fuck me again as I climbed off of him and assumed the requested position, the frat boy lifting my legs up into the air to expose my hole. He rubbed the cum-slicked opening with his finger and drew his face closer to my ass. “More like a slit than a hole right now,” he said, closing his eyes and pressing his face even closer, breathing in. “Smells like straight up jizz, bro. That’s so fucking hot.” The frat boy slapped my ass and smiled again, like he was proud of his work, his lips moving toward my crack. Was the smoking hot guy going to–before I could even think it, I felt his tongue against my cummy hole, gleefully lapping away. I moaned, instantly realizing that he was also tasting the loads of the other random men who had fucked me. He pulled back, smacking his lips and looking up at me again. “Fuck yeah, man, I can taste all that gaziantep escort bayan cum you took.” “You like it?” I asked, shocked that he was still between my legs. A devilish smirk crept across the frat boy’s face. “Push it out,” he murmured. My hole was so open after being punctured by three dicks and his thick seven inches that the task was easy. I couldn’t believe he was asking, but I pushed, letting all four of the loads I’d taken gush out. The frat boy pressed his lips against my slit and licked the mess up, his tongue scraping across my hole. I moaned and pushed again, letting everything he’d fucked back into me leak out. “Yeah,” he whispered when he pulled away. “Push it all out, man. Push all those loads out.” The frat boy pressed his face back into my crack and worked his tongue softly against my hole as I tried to give him more, greedily devouring every drop of seed that spilled out. He was eating the cum of the other random men who had fucked me without a care in the world. He finally lifted his head back, eyeing me hungrily as he let my legs drop down on the bed. The frat boy loomed over me, planting himself on top of me and dropping his face to mine, finding my lips again. He dove into my mouth, his cummy tongue wrestling with mine and sharing all the jizz he’d just licked up. He pulled away and grinned widely, his handsome face slicked with sperm and spit, blue eyes staring into mine. “Mind if I use your bathroom?” he asked. I pointed toward the door. “Right over there.” “Thanks, bro.” The frat boy climbed off of me and disappeared into the bathroom, the sink running while I lay in my bed totally content, the taste of cum still lingering in my mouth. I heard the toilet flush, the bathroom door swinging open. “Hey, I wiped the cum off my body with one of your towels,” the frat boy said as he walked over to the bed. “Hope that’s cool, since you did bust an insanely massive load all over me.” “It’s cool,” I assured him. “I’m going to have to do laundry anyway.” He grabbed his clothes off the ground and pulled them back on, looking at me intently. “Sweet,” he said, flashing another grin. “I think we might need to do this again real soon.” The obnoxiously hot frat boy was definitely well-acquainted with gay sex. He’d fucked me, kissed me, and eaten four loads of cum out of my ass, and he wasn’t displaying a hint of regret. I was already dreaming of seeing him again. “Just let me know.” “For sure, man.” He wandered back to the front door, stepping into his flop flops and walking out of the apartment. I’d just lived out a scenario I’d definitely never seen in an amateur video before, and I did it with a guy who I never would have imagined being interested. I was tempted to call it a day, feeling satisfied after the frat boy had completely flipped the script on me and delivered one of the best sexual experiences of my life, but I grabbed my phone and opened Grindr one last time. The tall black guy had messaged me back. “30 mins,” he’d written. Checking the time, I realized he’d sent the text 40 minutes earlier. I knew that guy was a fucking catfish. And then the front door opened. A gasp escaped my mouth, my head popping up to observe the 6’3″ black guy standing in the entryway. He eyed me, immediately peeling off his shirt. “Hey bitch,” he greeted. He was more muscular than the frat boy, his torso covered in the same tattoos I’d seen in his pictures. He walked over, stripping his shorts and underwear off beside the bed and revealing the most enormous dick I’d ever seen in real life. At least eight inches long and beer can thick, it was pulsing, begging for attention. “Ass up,” he demanded, grabbing the bottle of lube off the bed. I jumped up, reassuming the position the first three strangers had fucked me in and sticking my ass out at him. “Get in the middle of that bed, bitch,” he ordered, squirting a hefty amount of lube into his hand. I slid my body up to the place he’d requested, the black guy climbing up behind me and settling his legs on the mattress. He rubbed his fingers against my hole. “Let’s get that pussy open, white bitch,” he growled, shoving one of his fingers inside. Hearing him call me that, my dick stiffened again. I moaned gently as he invaded my battered hole, my ass easily accepting his finger after taking four other dicks already. The guy added a second finger, thrusting in and out briefly before adding a third. He pulled them back, pushing his dick into my crack. When the head of his cock slipped inside, I gasped. The black guy lowered his thighs down so that he was basically sitting on the bed, his hands pulling me into his lap. “Ride my fucking dick,” he growled, holding it steady in my butt. I started slowly thrusting my ass into him, struggling to adjust to his size but grateful that he was giving me the chance. The black guy’s huge dick was already probing deeper into my guts than any other man had ever ventured before, forcing my hole to stretch wider than it ever had. He slapped my ass hard. “Ride my dick, white bitch,” he demanded. “Work it with that fucking pussy.” I began throwing myself back harder, moaning uncontrollably, his shaft scraping against my prostate with every stroke. “That pussy like that shit?” he asked, slapping my butt again. “Like that big black dick?” “Yeah,” I whimpered back, barely able to get the word out over my own moans. I felt his hands firmly grip my hips, forcing my body into his while I was still thrusting my ass onto his cock, the bliss intensifying even more. “Ride it with that white pussy, bitch,” he growled, one of his hands yanking my hair hard and forcing my head back. “Work that pussy, whore. Work that dirty whore pussy. You’re not riding it hard enough, bitch. Take daddy’s fucking dick.” I slammed myself down even harder, desperate to please him, yelping with every brutal stroke. The ecstasy the frat boy had granted me had already been eclipsed. “Fuck your cunt on my dick, white bitch,” he snarled. “Fuck it. Fuck daddy’s dick. Fuck this fucking dick. Fuck this fucking dick with that dirty whore pussy. You like being my whore?” “Yeah!” I shouted at him, totally overwhelmed with pleasure, loving the way he was using my body. The black guy’s hands grabbed my hips more firmly than the first time, forcing me to thrust even more viciously into him. “Fucking dirty white whore,” he growled, holding me down with his entire length impaled in my ass. He guided me back up to doggy with his hands and completely unleashed, violently pummeling my ass for ten solid minutes and spewing his vicious verbal the whole time. Eventually the black guy pushed me all the way down on the bed, sawing into my ass with softer strokes. “You like that big black dick?” “I love that big black dick,” I yelled, my voice sounding completely demented. “You want more?” I realized he’d only slowed down to make me plead. “Yes,” I groaned back, his massive cock still driving in and out of my hole. “I want more. I need more. Please give me more. More.” “Good white bitch.” He started fucking hard again, holding nothing back, slamming my ass more violently than any man ever had before. “Yes!” I whimpered. “Yes! Yes!” I couldn’t stop repeating the word between my incessant moans. “Yes! Yes!” I kept saying it as he ruthlessly barreled in and out of my ass, the pleasure surging, plateauing as orgasm overwhelmed me for the second time. I started screaming as the sensations tore through me, my cock firing thick ropes of white seed into my sheets again even though I hadn’t touched it. “Fuck yeah, bitch,” the black guy murmured, both his hands slapping my cheeks. “That’s how dirty fucking white bottom whores cum. No fucking hands, just riding daddy’s big black dick.” I was so dazed I couldn’t even speak, just moaning as his enormous cock continued to pump in and out of my butt. His eight inches still felt incredible even after two orgasms, even after taking four other dicks, and his pace remained relentless. I didn’t even know his name, but he was easily the hottest sex I’d ever had in my life. The black guy spent another five minutes pounding me, suddenly quiet himself, his words replaced with moans and grunts. “You want daddy’s nut, bitch?” he finally asked. “You want this big black dick filling your pussy?” “Cum inside me!” I begged, my voice manic. He smacked my ass brutally. “Cum inside you, what?” he demanded. “Cum inside me, daddy!” I shouted back. “Fucking cum inside me, daddy! Cum inside me!” “Yeah, white bitch,” the black guy grunted. “You fucking want daddy’s big black nut in your fucking dirty whore pussy.” He slammed his massive dick into my ass a final few times, letting out a deafening yell before he barreled into my hole even harder. His cock never stopped moving, but I felt his hot load squirting into the deepest recesses of my ass as he came, his sperm endlessly gushing into me. The black guy panted on top of me, drops of his sweat dripping down onto my back, finally pulling his cock out and slapping my ass hard again. “Holy shit,” I mumbled. I felt my hole gaping open, some of his warm seed involuntarily spilling out of me and dripping down my skin. He stroked my ass cheek gently with his hand. “You liked that?” the black guy asked, his voice a little softer. “Yeah,” I answered, still breathless. “I loved that.” “You took this dick good. I’ll be wanting to hit that shit again soon.” With a final slap, he climbed off the bed, grabbing his pants from the floor and pulling them up as he started to walk away. “I hope so,” I whispered back at him, my hollowed out, empty ass already missing his huge black cock. “Later, bitch,” the black guy called from across the apartment. He put his shirt on and walked out the door. I was full of his seed and completely destroyed. I’d only been a cum dump for a single day, but I felt like I really understood the guys in the videos I’d obsessively watched so many times. Inviting strangers over to fuck your ass was exciting, like a game of roulette. Sometimes you got rutted by a random man who gave you one of the best fucks of your life, and sometimes you were just grateful to have a dick in your hole. But it wasn’t really like roulette at all. Either way, red or black, you got fucked and the guys thrusting their cocks into your butt flooded you with their cum. You always won. My hole was sore, almost feeling bruised, and I felt completely exhausted after enduring the last two long fucks. I knew I was definitely done taking loads for the day now, even if I was way short of reaching my ultimate goals. Still lying on my stomach, I reached a hand to my ass, sliding a finger against my battered hole. I pushed, wincing from the soreness, a trickle of the black guy’s jizz dribbling out. I tasted it, my dick throbbing. Was it all even his or was some of the seed from the four other guys still up there after the frat boy had eaten most of it out? I didn’t even know his name, whether he was gay or had a girlfriend, but now I had that huge, beautiful man’s cum in both my holes. Other men had used me until I felt completely used up, unable to invite anyone else over, and I felt so fucking satisfied. This had always been what I needed, what no boyfriend could give me for more than a couple of months, what my insatiable sexual desire had been constantly demanding. I’d fought the urges hard, but I was always destined to be a cum dump, a guy who lived for these experiences with other random men, just a hole for other guys to fuck. And now, even after two hands free loads, my dick was already rock hard imagining doing it all again.
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